http://slow.writerscafe.org/DarkReaper The original writings of author Reaper en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776046098 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 1.       History of what happened2.       About jackson’s life. Father is king, brothers are princes, first wife3.       About terra’s life, her sister Laurel, there slaves4.    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1402583/ Candy coated faxed desires. Midnight rain drops in your eyes. Moons melt into a fading sun. Lockdown emotion in a endlessly wave. One place or another stand, unwelcoming and cold. Soul crushing sun or dark struggling cold. Wreckage of worlds work to construct a future. Bright and golden but .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1104282/ Always for Madeline http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1055621/ Take one last breath, before my collapse. An avenger intothe dark gloomy night. Dark soul in a lonely abyss. A dark soul searching forlight. Only dark and rotten at night. In my mind, ideas collide with memories. Somethingis dead inside. Gone. I’m weak, out of control. Unable to help.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1054393/ Chapter Four:Welcome“I really can’tanswer this for you. Because I really don’t know. You are the first Reaper, Iever had about. I figured our little happy family was going to be incomplete.Then I got you. And now I need to get you used to this life. Get used to your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1007741/ Chapter Three:OutliarI wake up. It feels like it’sbeen days, though I really have no clue. My lips are dried out. My body aches.The smell of blood fills my nasals. What else can happen to me?Oh wait, I’m nowin a field. It seems empty but I thought that last time... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1007737/ Chapter Two: THINGLife fades toblack. Now stuck in a lifeless void. I feel like I’m falling. Falling so deepdown with no end in sight.But I crash…On what that seemsto be a cold cement ground which will now maybe is my tomb forever. I grip atthe ground, search for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1007733/ Part ONE: Kingdomof Thirteen CorpsesChapter One: FinaleI ink this finalnote about the most likely final moments styled in a deft tone instrumental ofa dealt existence. That is my life. The ink will dry one day soon and I'm notsure what will be left. What line will bedrawn? .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1007731/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1007730/ One thing I’ll never want to admit to you but I will now isI lied to her once. I told her that I could be happy without her if she washappy with someone else. I don’t know why I lied. I just knew she deserved tobe happy. She will always have to be happy in my eyes. Because I lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1004225/ I fight your craziness with my insanity. My world meansnothing without you. I was one more dreaded step away to the all permanentcoffin. Almost buried in the grave. But you were my saving angel. Nursed meback to health like a little bird with a broken wing. You become the light thatbrigh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/1003993/ The bloody ink dried on March 2ndThe last shovel of dirt was turnedIt violently slams against the coffinThe last tear in the crowd collapsed to the groundMy name whispered and cursed around the massesHidden love in grained between a man and a woman A damaged and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/994337/ I’m just a merchantOn these seven seasOf seven deadly sinsI brace for this stormBut when it ends I’ll yoursEvery part of meWill be yoursForever and Always I just a merchantOn these seven seasOf deadly rough stormsWaiting.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/993806/ MadelineMadelinemy medicineYoutruly are my everythingYou’resmile heals the worldSoperfect by natureThisstunning creature of Eden Everymoment away from youIsa moment away from the sunShy,cute, smiles peak outFromthe lustious lip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/989013/ My little rose of beautySoft words escape your mouthStunning words that tease my earsHidden beauty only seen by meA sleepy soul waiting for releaseNot by death but in livingUnburdened love you share with allPassionate grace flows out of youRelic mind trapped in yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/978942/ Sicken Satanic ReaperReady for a soulCloudy storm of fear gatherLove and light there to stop meI was anchored to empty ship of my makingHell chain binded my skin and bonesBurning my coreI was way past my breaking pointScared, raw, and ready to implodeTattooed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/976062/ I lost the key to paradise in a dirty drain ofhorrid place.Taken from center stageMy dark buried with psychological emotionsNow lives, locked inside the basement of mymindPiece by piece it’s destroyedEmotional acid rain cried outBut your yellow umbrella protects.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/974556/ A devilwhispers in my ear, temping me, Wishing fornothing but sinful behaviorI should haveslit its throat a long time agoBlack thornsburied deep inside my veinsSlowlydraining my existence awayYour kissunlocks the deadlock battles insideYou live inthe gap bet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/971116/ Chained to this sinking stoneMy feet sink into thisunforgiving groundThe ground of earth so unstableI call out for help but I knowI’m aloneThe fire under the ground kissesmy heelsReady to rise and bite my wholedefenseless bodyNowhere to go, no one to save me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/967797/ Nights like this. They seems so simple Yet, needs to be beautifulBut nights like this…Make you want to leave homeMake you want to destroy it allThe smell of the night lingersWhen the dust settlesAll the plans failedAll the decided were screwed upYou wer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/966477/ Life starts when your innocence dies.Doomsday is the day when you aren’t content withtomorrow.You don’t need to be someone's savior; you need to beyour own.Things get complicated when someone won’t decide what todo.Pass methe crownI wantback contro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/964996/ ChapterEight: Cold Sweat            Iwake up in a cold sweat. Panic hits me. A fear almost is on my mind. Everynight with this stupid dream I have. Well more like a memory of that night ofmy death.    &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/961360/ ChapterSeven: Out of the Gates of Death            Thebeast corners the girls and is licking his lips for the meal. It opens its jawand goes in for the attack.            I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/961359/ ChapterSix: Bangarang            Ibite down hard on a rag as the gravedigger tries to get the bullet out of me.It hurts but it won’t kill me. Very few things could. Both Bree and Rachel lookat me, wishing me good will. I co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/960571/ ChapterFive: Things Get Complicated            Wewalk up as Rachel goes to flirt with the bouncer at the door. He is werewolf bythe way of his marking look. Her charms will work on him easily. They don’twork on but I alread.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/960570/ ChapterFour: 1969 Red Mustang            Iwalk out the headquarters and look at the other demons in the room. They judgeme because I’m kind of the favorite of the Devil. Mainly because I have most tofight for. I will al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/960220/ ChapterThree: The Plot Becomes a Plot            Iwalk down the barren road. Only the street lights illuminate me as I lookaround for other signs of life. I should be running because I’m now late for ameeting.  She wil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/959740/ ChapterTwo: Bodies Everywhere            Isit there. Alone. Warm because of that stupid sun hitting my pale skin. Myblack hair slightly moves at the nice breeze going through the graveyard likesouls searching for peace. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/959658/ ChapterOne: The CornfieldThe cornfield isflushed with long stocks of corn plants. The slight wind pushes the corn sidefrom side. It would almost be a peaceful time if it wasn’t this field.This terrible, terrible,field of death. Bodies filled under the hard dirt surface. The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/959615/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/959612/ Bury my pastIn those graves they now live in.Their coffins are my prison.Look what has become of me. I feel so weakBut yet so wrong at the feeling of mydeathFallen apartBrokenHeavily damaged at leastWhatever you called it, I make it my ownMy heart is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/956191/ Tomorrow will be a new day But what kind of day will it be When you know you have to see theend of another...I’mclearly brokenBurymy sorrows in my pillow.Iwant to sleepForeverIcould have saved you Nothingwill save me nowMy memories haunt me, I&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/955666/ The hospital room is filled. Two now stable people shareroom.Jess looks over at the girl, “why are you here?”The girl looks over, “I jumped from my window.”“Wow, I’m sorry. Why did you do it?” Jess frowns.“I wanted to end it all. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/955151/ Black roses rain down upon the endless nightBlood and misfortune are a common sightYou push the need to leaveBut you know nothing matters anymoreI push through to escapeEven if it’s just for a momentThe blood leaves my body As the pain slips awayFor a mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/955079/ She dials 911. The ambulance gets her sister from thegrass and loads her in the car. She is crying at the whole event. Her motherprevents her from going with her sister to the hospital.She goes to her room and packs herself a bag. And packsher sister a bag. She knows it’s time to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/954793/ Blues bar, and it’s a complete dive bar. There many types of people in this world. The strong, theweak and the w****s. There are probably more but I dont wish to care aboutthem. You fit one of those three or you are pointless to me. Let's startwith the example of the w***e person.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/954792/ Jenna throws on a ton of makeup on. She wants to look herbest for tonight. A casting part was amazing. And she finally made it fromsoft-core porn videos to the big times. Yes, she was playing a small role ofLilly in the movie; she still would be in one of the hottest movies.Jenna leave.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/954790/ Jess picks up the script on the table. She was part ofthis movie too. She was going to play, a minor role of Victoria, the whitequeen. She wasn’t much of an actress, but she did well with her reading of itto get her the role. And knowing the writer did help too.She hears .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/954789/ Jess lies at the end of the bed at a warm spot. Shecasually doodling a tree on white printer paper.  Her a*s clings to her jeans. I can’t help butstare.She spends the whole night smiling and talking to me. Italmost seems like a good life. But sadly this will rarely ever happ.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/954788/ I throw a book on the table next to my script. Alice and the Gravedigger. Weird title Iknow but it was popular. It’s been months since the downfall of my love life. Iflip through the script and think about my life. Oh well. The doorbell rings. I get up and answer.There she is. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/954786/ What can I do for my Renee?Our relationship was complicated.We started dating under the guidelines of second chancesof trying for love. Our pasts weren’t kind to us.“If we start this thing then there is no turning back, Ican’t take any more pain.” Renee&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/954782/ Chapter One:“How long have you known?” The man bites his lower lip.“That you were like this?” The woman says as sheapproaches him from behind.“Yeah.”“Part of me always knew, but there was nothing I could doto know for sure.”&l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/954780/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/954777/ Chapter Eight: When the Past becomes the Future          Everuns in the forest as she hears howls behind her. Eve trips in the snow thantries to get to her back up to her feet.         Shecan feel a pr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/954093/ Chapter Seven: Tick Tock time's running out, watch the clock.           Eveand Scarth grew closer as the week passed. Both start to bloom some very strongfeelings for each other.           Evewalk.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/953098/ Chapter Six: Lucky or Not, its Fate's DecisionThe next morning,the news spread out what happened. All the death and destruction that was itthe tale changed from person to person but everyone did know that Alice andMatt were the only two to survive.Alice wakes up inher surprisingly wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/951772/ Chapter Five: A Fairytale of Victims          Thejaws of the werewolf are nearly about to eat up Alice. She closes her eyesknowing still will be her end. She thinks about her life. And death is kind ofwelcomed. Now she will be with Derek... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/950243/ Chapter Four: Hungry for the KillThe seven walkoutside on the cold night. The chill wind is making it way worst to be in. Aliceis leading the group. This is her first time ever leading anything. It’s boththrilling and horrible. The seven singtogether an old song from a very.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/949176/ Chapter Three: The Hunt          Alicesleeps uneasy that night. She tosses and turns thinking about how she canhandle Eve. She thinks that she was doing a good job with her as filling in forher as a mother, but it seems like Eve thinks diffe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/948681/ Chapter Two: City of Evil“You did well but you shouldn’t be out here.You know the town rules.” Alice says in a motherly tone.“I know, I know but did you see that? I killedit in a minute this time. And this time I just crushed its heart with my mind”Eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkReaper/948362/